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Chapter VII.
At the End of the Hamlet.
Going to another room, Lutufonissa closed the door. For two days she did not come out of it; and during this time she made up her mind what she would do, and determined to carry out her resolve. The sun had set. With Pesmon's aid Lutufonissa was dressing herself;—a wondrous dress! no petticoat, no pyjamas,[1] no shawl; there was no sign of a woman's attire. She looked at her dress in the looking-glass, and said to Pesmon, "Well, Pesmon, could you recognise me?"
Pesmon said, "No one could."
Lu. Then I am off. See that no servant goes with me.
Pesmon was a little alarmed, and said, "If
- ↑ Pyjamas are loose trousers worn by women in Scinde, the Panjab, and parts of the North-Western Provinces.
